Anywhere But Here (feat. Emily Panic) (Explicit)
Killer Mike"Anywhere But Here (feat. Emily Panic) (Explicit)" é uma música de Killer Mike, 2012, Pop. A música tem 3:16 de duração, 70 lines / 421 words.
Letra
0:02Anywhere But Here-Killer Mike
0:04I gotta get out of here,
0:08this city's gonna kill me
0:22Could be anywhere,
0:24anywhere but here
0:28I wonder how long before
0:31this shit gone take me under
0:33Moving through New York City
0:35in a black seven fifty
0:36Like Batman moving through Gotham
0:39Dodging pot holes as I gently move
0:42Through Harlem with my wheels on slalom
0:45Pain in my eyes as I'm passing the place
0:47Where they found Sean Bell and they shot him
0:51Forty one times,
0:52he committed no crime
0:53But I guess life ain't Times Square
0:56But in the city that's gritty
0:57where the bottom is shitty
0:59Where the mayor's a billionaire
1:02You learn Manhattan keep on making it
1:03And Brooklyn,
1:04keep on taking it
1:05Cause life just ain't that fair
1:07For the kids in the park,
1:09watching out for the Narcs
1:10Putting Sour Diesel in the air
1:13Tryin' to flip them a pack,
1:14stack up a couple racks
1:16And make it the hell outta here… (New York)
1:20Let the city peel away right from under you
1:23There are too many clouds in the sky
1:26I can hear them calling out to me
1:29I can hear them calling out
1:31Let the city peel away
1:34There were too many ghosts in this town
1:37I can hear them calling out to me, out to me!
1:52I maneuver through the ATL in a black SL
1:55With the goddess of a black female
1:58This is black male Heaven
1:59with the ballers are professing
2:01But to me home feels like Hell
2:04Even though it's black cops
2:05from the mayors to the top
2:07Black blood still gets spilled
2:09They raided a house,
2:11no drugs were ever found
2:12But a black grandmother laid killed
2:15Like the dream of the King
2:16when the sniper took his life
2:18On the balcony of Lorraine Motel
2:21From now forthward,
2:22these young black boys
2:23Seem to self-sabatoge they selves
2:26Or maybe they're just smart,
2:28and they choose to go hard
2:29Cause they know the good guy will fail
2:32So you ask what happens to a dream deferred
2:35Langston, well it kills itself... (Atlanta)
2:39Let the city peel away right from under you
2:42There are too many clouds in the sky
2:45I can hear them calling out to me
2:48I can hear them calling out
2:50Let the city peel away right from under you
2:53There are too many clouds in the sky
2:56I can hear them calling out to me
2:59I can hear them calling out
3:02Anywhere but here
3:06Anywhere Anywhere Anywhere but here
3:16Anywhere but here
Anywhere But Here-Killer Mike I gotta get out of here, this city's gonna kill me Could be anywhere, anywhere but here I wonder how long before this shit gone take me under Moving through New York City in a black seven fifty Like Batman moving through Gotham Dodging pot holes as I gently move Through Harlem with my wheels on slalom Pain in my eyes as I'm passing the place Where they found Sean Bell and they shot him Forty one times, he committed no crime But I guess life ain't Times Square But in the city that's gritty where the bottom is shitty Where the mayor's a billionaire You learn Manhattan keep on making it And Brooklyn, keep on taking it Cause life just ain't that fair For the kids in the park, watching out for the Narcs Putting Sour Diesel in the air Tryin' to flip them a pack, stack up a couple racks And make it the hell outta here… (New York) Let the city peel away right from under you There are too many clouds in the sky I can hear them calling out to me I can hear them calling out Let the city peel away There were too many ghosts in this town I can hear them calling out to me, out to me! I maneuver through the ATL in a black SL With the goddess of a black female This is black male Heaven with the ballers are professing But to me home feels like Hell Even though it's black cops from the mayors to the top Black blood still gets spilled They raided a house, no drugs were ever found But a black grandmother laid killed Like the dream of the King when the sniper took his life On the balcony of Lorraine Motel From now forthward, these young black boys Seem to self-sabatoge they selves Or maybe they're just smart, and they choose to go hard Cause they know the good guy will fail So you ask what happens to a dream deferred Langston, well it kills itself... (Atlanta) Let the city peel away right from under you There are too many clouds in the sky I can hear them calling out to me I can hear them calling out Let the city peel away right from under you There are too many clouds in the sky I can hear them calling out to me I can hear them calling out Anywhere but here Anywhere Anywhere Anywhere but here Anywhere but here
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